Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 37 She Has a Good Eye

"You gave me such a nice bag, but I have no idea where to use it," Mia said, holding the luxurious accessory with a bewildered expression. The generosity of the wealthy truly astounded her. A bag of this quality was handed to her as if it were no more than a casual gift. Chloe shot Mia an incredulous glance. "What do you mean you have nowhere to use it? Use it for groceries when you go shopping. Now shoo, I've got to get some sleep," she said, nudging Mia gently out the door.

As Mia reluctantly stepped out, Grant appeared at the top of the stairs, wiping the sweat from his brow after his evening run. Noticing her standing there, he asked, "Mia, what's going on?"

Mia held up the extravagant handbag, her fingers tracing the fine leather as if afraid it might evaporate. "Miss Davis gave me the bag you bought today. I told her I'm just a maid and can't possibly use it, but she insisted I should use it when grocery shopping. This... it just feels wrong."

Grant studied the bag with a discerning eye, his hands casually resting in his pockets. "Hmm, she has a point. A Neverfull is ideal for groceries. The name speaks for itself: it's roomy and can hold quite a bit."

Mia's jaw dropped, her eyes wide with astonishment. "Are you serious?" she stammered, utterly perplexed by the absurdity of the upper class.

As Monday dawned, the household was abuzz with activity. Grant was immersed in his work, while Michael balanced his academic responsibilities with the demands of shooting his latest film. Liam, on the other hand, was entangled in his own frustrations. Despite leveraging all his resources, the elusive biker who had so captivated him made only a fleeting appearance, then disappeared without a trace. Tony offered no useful information, no matter what rewards Liam had provided in exchange, much to the youngest Martin's growing exasperation.

Chloe and Liam prepared for another day at school. Inside the car, Liam's voice echoed with irritation as he berated Eric over the phone. "Eric, it's been nearly a month, and still nothing. You keep saying you're close, but where's the result? You pride yourself on knowing everything about Sovereign City, so prove it. How hard can it be to find one woman, you

shut, Liam seethed silently. Chloe, seated in the back, was

Chloe had promised Tony she'd get the biker's contact if Tony lost the race. Perhaps Chloe held the key to his dilemma. Yet, their relationship was strained, especially

hoping to engage her in conversation and perhaps find a way to broach the topic delicately. Chloe replied absently, her attention still somewhat divided, "Someone mentioned it in the

on, eager to steer the

a thing," Chloe

Liam stated, "Those parties always have a dance

ignorance, Chloe looked up from

be the best idea." Suspicious of Liam's ulterior motives, Chloe asked,

of course," Liam replied

sarcasm, teased, "But you said I don't have any close

since junior year and am known as the 'dance prince' at Quest University. With me by your side, you'll rock the party. Trust me!" Chloe raised an eyebrow skeptically. To her, the moniker "dance prince" seemed more self-imposed than earned. "Oh... ask you to be my partner?" She scrutinized his face